I'll be 60 at the end of March and I've spent more years alone than not so I'm used to it. I have friends that I share stuff with and they're happy for me. When I get to the point where I can't fully take care of myself I'll have help in here. Once I progress beyond that I'll move into assisted living.

People due "alone" all the time. The people that don't live the life they truly want are the ones I pity. Society has pounded it into our heads, especially women, that if we aren't hooked up then we are somehow less than. I call bullshit.

I can go where I want when I want. I was just published in Chicken Soup for the Soul in Jan. I've been planning my book tour since then. I continue to write. I have plans for traveling again this year. All kinds of things that I can do unencumbered by the, 'yeah but I don't want to do that' thing.